\n Leyla Yunus, prominent human rights advocate, writes from her prison cell to her husband Arif.\n<\/p>\n
\n “Arif, my dear!\n<\/p>\n
\n Well, after 36 years of our live spent together, we end up in different cells in different prisons…\n<\/p>\n
\n My dear, don\u2019t you know, I will survive everything- the terrible physical pains (the cold water is causing an inflammation), the intimidation by the long time female criminal in my cell (by the way, she is from Ganja, Ganja failed us again), and even the visits of those jackals from the prosecutor’s office.\n<\/p>\n
\n I am surviving the lack of clean clothes and without my medication (I know you too are struggling with this). What kind of animals [jackals] these Usubovs, Lemberanskis are that not only they are keeping us in stuffy camera cells but they are also starving us, keeping us without our medication.\n<\/p>\n
\n But the hardest part of this all is that we are not together. We have never separated really in our 36 years of marriage!\n<\/p>\n
\n Because we are not able to talk, I decided I write you this open letter, hoping that at some point it will reach you and be read by you.\n<\/p>\n
\n You know, we read together Solzhenitsyn, Varlaam Shalamov, Grossman and Aksenov. And we often discussed how the couples arrested together felt. In 1937 there were great many couples taken in.\n<\/p>\n